His Cup of Tea

March 19, 1989. I had to look up the actual date, but the time itself is easy to remember. I first made a profession of faith on Palm Sunday when I was eight years old. I was baptized the following week on Easter Sunday. Thirty-one years later, I realize I made this decision before I…

Loving Better

What. A. Week. For the Nashvillians who were here during the flood of 2010, our community response to this natural disaster is no surprise. There’s a good reason they call Tennessee the Volunteer State. After an F3 tornado ripped through Germantown, North Nashville, East Nashville, Donelson, Hermitage, and Mt. Juliet, the devastation surrounding our neighborhoods…

Timelapse

The New Year came and went without any year-in-review social updates on my end. I thought about it as I scrolled through the feed of my friends’ memories, but opted to sit in the silence. When I opened my journal this morning and wrote 2020 for the first time, I noticed a sizable gap from…

5 Things I Learned from Tacos

Ever the daughter of an educator, I tend to digest experiences through lessons learned and, just like you can learn a lot from a culture through their culinary history, what I’m taking away from my time in Puerto Vallarta really boils down to tacos.

Starting with a Song

I stopped scrolling when I saw this post. My friend re-posted this and suggested we think about where we started 10 years ago. Sure, the decade realization is enough to make my head spin, but I love how she used the word started. A decade ago, 28-year old Amanda was living in a very different…

Beginning of the End

Someone recently said that fall is the start to a 3-month exit. My birthday falls around Thanksgiving so I tend to not think of it as an end, but as a beginning for a new season, a new year, new lessons, new opportunities. But it is an end, isn’t it? Even the colors I marvel at — the yellows and browns on the crunchy, fallen leaves — that’s death in nature; an exhale to green life well-lived.

Spin the Wheel

I don’t know how therapists do it. Anytime I hear someone spew their problems, I want to shake them and simultaneously point to a list of step-by-step instructions saying, “here’s exactly what you need to do.” I don’t even know if that gut reaction could be swayed with money (probably not. #sorrynotsorry). All that to…

Let Your Heart Be Light

During a typical year, I feel distinct seasons of inspiration, busyness, introspection, and rest before the whole cycle gears up again. This has not been a typical year. 2018 has been one long season of journey. Only now do I feel I’m squeezing my introspection of fall and rest of winter into one weekend. The…

Got a Light?

I recall waking up with an air of excitement and gratitude. I even had a moment where I felt “I’m back!” But a few hours later, I found myself browsing my closet with familiar whispers saying, “Why bother? Nothing looks good on you.” The difference is I’m now equipped with an arsenal of comebacks. I…

Patience, Young Grasshopper

I had one big pep talk this morning with a little wonder on the side of what this session would hold. Might this be the last one? I’ve made so much progress and feel so much better! Am I “cured?” As I wrapped up the last two chapters in the book I’d been working through for…